This world is an illusion. We are nonexistent. We exist within a dream state. There is no death, and pain is just another form of control. Life in repetition makes mad men of us all. Eventually we all lose our minds. Dying in degrees as reality fades into nonexistence. What was taken from us can never be replaced. It was all that we had.
I am a paranoid schizophrenic. I obsessively twist things about inside my head until I honestly don’t know which way is up. Poetry is and has been my outlet for 18 years. I love poetry, and to put my mind to work trying to twist words and challenge perspectives. Admittedly, I have a problem getting my thoughts out. Which, is why I am writing this blog. To help gather my thoughts.
So join me please, and journey into my mind, chaotic as it may be. I promise not to let you journey too far. Please enjoy, like, comment, and follow. Thank you.
Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts 